Thorin's Erben
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23.11.2019 07:25
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Happiness, what a beautiful word, everyone wants their life to be beautiful and happy, but happiness also needs us to guard. Once, I came back from school and saw a pair of young mothers and sons. They held hands with big hands and a happy smile on their faces. The little boy curiously asked her about this, and her mother didn��t feel bored at all. Patiently answering every question he has, how happy they are, how happy they are! I saw this warm scene and couldn��t help but recall the wonderful time of my childhood Marlboro Lights. At that time, I could be with my mother every day. When I went out, my mother would not leave me alone at home, but like the mother and son, holding my little hand, shaking and shaking all the way. At night, my mother will slap me to sleep. When I am asleep, I will go to rest. The care for me is so meticulous. But as I grew older, my time with my mother became less and less, and all that accompanied me all the time was the stress of learning like a mountain and the job that seemed to never be done. Only with my mother on Sundays. Every day after school, I was alone walking alone. Sometimes, I complained to my mother. Why didn��t I pick me up at the intersection? Gradually, I was used to this kind of loneliness and used to walk alone on the dark road. I got out of the car. Suddenly, I saw a person who was familiar with the roadside. I looked at it and it was my mother! I couldn't resist the excitement of my heart Newport 100S, running and rushing over. When my mother saw that I didn't wear a coat, I said to me with a distressed heart: "Why didn't you wear a coat? Now it's cold, be careful, let's put on the coat!" "The fullness of the tone is a love for me Online Cigarettes." Although I am not cold, but I do not want to live up to my mother's good intentions, I put on my coat. I looked at my mother too and suddenly found out that I used to have only the shoulders of my mother, but unconsciously, I was already taller than my mother. Moreover, I don't know when my mother's black hair was actually doped with a few silver wires. Time passed so fast, and so unconsciously, as I grew taller, my mother grew older, and I didn��t know it. I care too little about my mother, I It��s really a filial son. I was grateful to think that my mother had taken care of me in the past. I used to guard you, and now it is up to me to guard you. I took my mother's hand and walked home to protect my happiness step by step. It is my duty and the common responsibility of all of us. I will use my full strength to protect it. |
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